Friday, May 31, 2013

I am so excited to be participating in the blog tour. I am huge fan of Katie Salidas and her Immortalis series. On my stop there is an excerpt, my review, and giveaway.

Katie Salidas is a Super Woman! Endowed with special powers
and abilities, beyond those of mortal women, She can get the munchkins off to
gymnastics, cheerleading, Girl Scouts, and swim lessons. She can put hot food on the table for dinner
while assisting with homework, baths, and bedtime… And, she still finds the
time to keep the hubby happy (nudge nudge wink wink). She can do all of this
and still have time to write.

And if you can
believe all of those lies, there is some beautiful swamp land in Florida for
sale…

Katie Salidas resides in Las Vegas, Nevada. Mother, wife,
and author, she does try to do it all, often causing sleep deprivation and many
nights passed out at the computer. Writing books is her passion, and she hopes
that her passion will bring you hours of entertainment.

A gathering storm of violence is on the horizon. Whispered
threats of the Acta Sanctorum’s return have the supernatural world abuzz. Only
recently aware of the other world hidden behind our own, Kitara Vanders has
barely scratched the surface of what being supernatural truly means. A special
woman in her own right, she possesses unique telepathic abilities, gifts that
have recently come under the scrutiny of the Acta Sanctorum, a fanatical
organization whose mission is to cleanse the world of anything supernatural.
Targeted, and marked for death, Kitara’s only hope lies with the lethally seductive
yet emotionally scarred warrior, Nicholas.

Knowing full well the atrocities the Acta Sanctorum is
capable of, Nicholas is all too eager for the battle to begin. Fueled by pain
and rage from the loss of his mate, he’s itching for a fight, but one thing
stands in his way, Kitara: a beautiful dark-haired woman with unique psychic
abilities and an unusual link to the Saints. Despite his resolve to remain
focused on his mission, a purely physical relationship binds them together in a
way neither of them expected. And when her life hangs in the balance, Nicholas
finds his own is teetering on the edge too.

Excerpt:

“You really don't care about human life, do you?"
Though her heart pounded erratically with fear, there was none in her angry
voice.

“Nope.” Nicholas was not about to get into a morality war
with this woman. He pulled out the dead man’s wallet and tossed it aside.
“Nothing good here.”

“You’re an asshole, you know that?”

He’d been called that by so many people, but somehow hearing
her say it struck a chord with him. “I’ve been called worse.” He tried to sound
as if he didn’t care, but for some strange reason, he did. He opened his mouth
to say something, but found the words escaped him. Humans never understood.
Perhaps it was better off she thought him a jerk.

“I can’t believe you. Human life has to hold some meaning.”

“It does. If humans weren’t around, I’d have to eat
animals.”

“You’re nothing but a monster, just like Jeremy said.”

That hurt. He had saved her life, and she hated him for it.
He turned on her, anger setting his heart pounding. How dare she talk this way
to him after he’d saved her? “He would have killed you without a second
thought. That’s what the Saints do. They are the real monsters, not me.”

Perhaps it was his suddenly sharp tone, or maybe she
realized he was telling the truth; whatever it was, Kitara paused. He heard her
take a deep breath. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have snapped at you like that. You
did save me. I’ve... I’ve just never witnessed a murder.” Her body was still
trembling, and her heart thumped so erratically that he wondered if she might
pass out. The tang of her fear wafted up to his nose. “You tore that guy’s
throat out, in front of me. You killed him. You drank his blood.”

Nicholas attempted to temper the anger in his voice with
patience in the hopes of getting her to relax. "Vampires drink blood,
sweetheart.”

My Review:

I love the Immortalis series by Katie. I devour every book
as soon as it releases. And Dark Salvation is no exception.

Nicholas is a 2000 year old vampire who is heart broken over
the loss of his mate Rozaline. His pain
is causing problems in his clan daily but one night out with his leader brings
Nicholas face to face with Kitara. Their meeting causes both of their worlds to
change in ways neither expected.

I have loved Nicholas for so long and when I heard there was
going to be a novella about him I was so excited. But when I heard he would be
getting a new mate I wasn’t so sure it would work. But I was so wrong. Kitara
is the perfect mate for him. I loved how the relationship grew over time
instead of love at first sight.

The characters in this series get in your heart, mind, and
soul and just set up camp there never planning on leaving. There are some
steamy scenes that will leave you breathless and needing water afterwards. This
is a great addition to an already amazing series. I already need the next book.
5/5 Bloody Fangs

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

I have the Symphoni blog tour today and I am so excited to be participating in this tour. I adore the author T.M. and her book is AWESOMELY EPIC. I have found a new series that has stayed with me days after I was done reading it. On my stop I have my review and there is an incredible giveaway. So let's get started and meet the author T.M.

T.M
Scott loves writing. With passion, drive and a taste for the unusual, she
enjoys reading and writing new and different things. Doing her best to always
think out of the box, her writing usually starts off as an insane scheme of
some sort before she works out the finer aspects and turns it into something
great! Her heroines and heroes are never the typical 'beautiful' people,
meaning they all have some sort of quirk or oddity about them that makes them
unique and refreshing characters everyone can relate to.

Symphoni was her debut novel
and her work has been featured in the horror anthology, The Withering Darkness.
She lives in Los
Angeles, California with her daughter Ariyanna.

All Legend had to care for in his life was his
twin sister, Kassandra. They did everything together, including various jobs
for the Titans who were their creators.

That is until Legend meets Symphoni. Strong,
beautiful and extremely difficult, Legend finds himself wanting to know more
and more about his new enemy. But as they get closer, his loyalty is tested and
he must choose between his family and the woman he loves.

With Obsession Comes The Ultimate Betrayal.
Will Legend be able to sacrifice
everything for Symphoni?

Life hasn't
been too easy for Greg Daniels lately. When he arrives at school on the first
day back from summer vacation, he finds that things are much worse than he
could have ever thought.

Stuck in the
middle of an ancient feud between the Olympians and the Titans, Greg discovers
that the line between good and evil isn't always clear, and his allies might be
more dangerous than the enemy.

My Review:

I got asked by TM to read her book awhile ago and I fell in
love with it. Then when she asked if I would participate in the tour I of
course said yes and I read the book over again so I could have it fresh in my
mind for this review and now days later I still know I can’t get this review to
express just how much I loved this book. But I will try.

Greg is your average high school guy. He plays sports, has
unrequited love from his best friend MJ but all that changes when Symphoni
starts at his school. Greg is drawn to her immediately and feels an electric
current go through him when she is near or touches him. But what Greg doesn’t
know is he is in now in the middle of an age old war that pits Greek Gods
against Titans. His new relationship with Symphoni has something to do with it
all.

As I stated earlier I absolutely loved this story. The
characters are all written so well. I loved the Eros sistes. They are like
nothing out there in other books. Symphoni is my favorite of the females. She
is not perfect. She is a little on the thick side not some bone skinny girl
which I can not relate to those girls at all. I loved her attitude and the way
she would make Greg blush and sound like a blubbering idiot. It had me laughing
every time. Greg is a great guy all though at the begging he irritated me with
his attitude towards girls but he is after all a teenage male. Lol! All the
other characters are just as fun to read about and make the story flow well.
They all have issues and battles to over come and they do.

I desperately need
book two so I can get back to this amazingly epic world TM has written and has
completely drawn me into and made me fall in love with her characters. My only
issue with this book is the cliff hanger ending. I have a complete love/hate
relationship with them. But I highly recommend this book to anyone who loves
Greek Mythology. 5/5 Bloody Fangs

I wanna say Thank You to TM for letting me participate in your blog tour and letting me review your book. Don't forget to enter the giveaway. It's only open to US & CA. The prizes up for grabs are a signed copy of Symphoni, ebook of Legend, and a swag pack. To enter answer this question:

If you could fall in love with any Greek God/Goddess or Titan, who would you pick and why?Please make sure you leave your email in your comments so you can be contacted.

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

I am so excited to be participating in this blog tour. The book sounds really good. I can't wait to read it. On my stop there is an excerpt and awesome giveaway. Let's get started and meet the authors.

Pauline Creeden is a horse trainer from Virginia, but writing is her therapy. In her
fiction, she creates worlds that are both familiar and strange, often pulling
the veil between dimensions. She becomes the main character in each of her
stories, and because she has ADD, she will get bored if she pretends to be one
person for too long.

Melissa Turner Lee holds a BA in Communications with a
concentration in Journalism from the University
of South Carolina. She
has studied fiction writing since 2008, attending various writing conferences
and workshops, along with guidance from professional writing coaches. She
resides in Spartanburg, SC with her husband and 3 sons.

When a crippled young lord rescues a girl falling from a
tree, it reveals a secret about himself and his mother's side of the family
that could put him at the center of a war with beings he thought only existed
in fairy tales.

Tristan Gareth Smyth lived his entire life stuck at home at WaverlyPark
and left behind while his Grandfather makes trips to London, all because of his blasted
wheelchair.

Then an American heiress falls in his lap, literally, and he
must find a way to keep her at a distance to protect not only his secret, but
everyone around him from an assassin sent to kill him.

Excerpt:

Twelve-year-old Tristan Gareth Smyth
gripped the armrests of his wheelchair and said, “This will do. I can make it
the rest of the way on my own from here.”

His eyes trained up the landmark tree and he had that feeling again. The vapor
of a memory, maybe a dream. He always had that feeling when he looked up at the
broad branches of this particular oak. Then he remembered who he was talking to
and his face hardened.

The maid, Sarah, with her strong Scottish burr, patted him on the shoulder.
Gareth refused to look at her. He stared down at his knee pants instead. “Are
ye sure ye will be alright? I do na mind walking with ye the rest of the way to
Mr. Strong’s house.”

Gareth clenched his hands into fists. “I’ll be fine.”

“Too bad he didn’t like coming out to the manor. Remember how green Mr. Strong
got when he choked on my spice cake that day and ran off.” She laughed but
tried to cover it with a cough. “I thought that would be the end of ’im but he
worked it out with yer grandfather to instruct ye in town. Funny, my spice
didn’t bother the rest of ye.”

She bent down in front of Gareth, attempting to make eye contact. “There are
lots of children in this section of town. Ye might try making friends with
’em.”

Gareth turned away and clenched his jaw. Children never wanted to make friends
with him. The chair made them uncomfortable. And what did he care anyway? He
attempted to give her as stern a look as his grandfather would. “I know the way
from here, and I won’t be late. You can go on to market, now.”

The breeze picked up and blew wisps of red hair into the woman’s round face.
She smiled. Was she making fun of him? “Oh, it’s such a pretty day. This fresh
air will do ye good, for certain.”

Gareth scowled.

She patted her hands on her knees and stood straight again. “Well then, I’ll
leave ye to it. I’ve got to run off to the baker’s. Be sure to get to Mr.
Strong’s in a timely manner. Though I think yer old governess was doing a fine
job. Not sure why ye need Mr. Strong. But I guess it’s none of my concern.”

She was a servant, in uniform, and he was a future lord. Following his
instruction was her duty. She and her husband, Thompton had been employed by
his grandfather only six months. They might find themselves out of work and
heading back to Scotland,
if she kept voicing that sort of opinion.

No, Gareth could never really get them fired. But he’d make her think he would.
He shook his head in the same disapproving manner he’d seen his grandfather
use.

The sunlight played in the golden highlights of the woman’s ruby hair. Although
her green eyes twinkled, she continued to voice her cutting opinion. She placed
one hand on his shoulder. “It’s not being stuck in this chair that keeps ye
lonely. It’s yer surly attitude.”

Gareth couldn’t help but let his face scrunch a little. He crossed his arms and
turned his face from her.

Her accent was thick and melodic, familiar in a way. His mother had been
Scottish though he hardly remembered her. Still, Gareth kept his pout in place.
The truth was, he didn’t know how to relate to others. Even people who could
feel at ease talking to perfect strangers stammered or spoke quickly to him and
walked away. The wheelchair did more than keep him from playing.

She straightened the collar of his waistcoat. “Look, there’s a little girl
coming now. She looks to be about Tabitha’s age. Maybe a wee bit older.”

He did glance then, but just under his lashes, not to give the impression that
he cared. Easier to act like he didn’t care than to show he truly did. He
refused to give anyone more reason to feel sorry for him. No one pities an
angry person.

He missed Tabitha…Tabitha Fitzgerald, Lord Gerald Smyth’s bastard daughter. But
ward was her polite title. At five years old, she was the only person he
allowed to get close. Maybe it was the way she climbed up in his lap, never

caring about the wheelchair. She didn’t see it when she looked at him, she only
saw Gareth.

He never spoke to Tabitha about who her parents really were, but she knew. For
some reason, servants believed children to be both deaf and dumb, and gossiped
openly around them. That’s how Gareth knew the truth about his own mother. He
was told she died, but he’d overheard the maids say she had run back home to Scotland and
how they didn’t blame her. It’s also how he’d learned the truth of his own
father’s death—shot by his mistress’s jealous husband.

“I’m heading off. I’ll be sure to get ye a sweet roll for later.”

Gareth only grunted in response.

When the maid turned away, Gareth allowed himself to watch the little girl
play. Her hair was a darker blonde than Tabitha’s and had streaks of amber. She
looked to be a bit taller, too, as she ran around in a green day dress and
stockings. She pushed a hoop along until she reached the tree. Once there she
looked both ways. Her eyes met Gareth’s and, for a moment, he was tempted to
turn away to keep her from doing it first. Instead, she smiled broadly and
beckoned him closer.

Gareth wheeled his chair to the tree trunk, his curiosity getting the better of
him. The girl dropped the hoop on the ground and took hold of the lowest
branch. She whispered in an accent he didn’t recognize, “Keep watch for me, and
call out if you see anyone coming.”

His chin tucked in and his eyes grew wide. She took it as assent, and nodded,
starting her climb. She was spirited like Tabitha. The thought of being able to
climb a tree at all pricked at Gareth’s heart. He would never get to climb a
tree.

Again he took on the expression of being bored. No one needed to know he was
jealous of the girl. Gareth made a habit of never owning his true feelings. It
was his protective covering. With his lids half closed, he tried not to watch
the girl or keep an eye out for anyone else’s approach. Without his permission,
his gaze returned to the girl’s powder white limbs as she climbed higher than
most children did.

Soon she was too high up.

Gareth adjusted himself in his seat, his eyes darting around. Instead of
keeping lookout, he hoped for some adult to show up and tell the girl to come
down.

The girl called down in a harsh whisper. “Look! Watch this.”

She scooted out on a limb, making her way to a bird’s nest. The limb wobbled as
she got closer to the end.

He was about to call out a warning to her when it was too late. The branch
snapped. The little girl was falling with barely a squeal. All Gareth could
think was that he needed to do something. It was then he noticed he was rushing
towards her. He wasn’t sure how he was moving his wheelchair and catching her
but he did. Her giant brown eyes grew as he held her. Then she looked about and
her eyes became wider. He swallowed hard and stared at the ground several feet
away.

In a rush, he placed the girl on the grass and flew back to his chair. His
heart still pounded in his ears as he sat. He tried to mask his confusion as he
masked all other uncomfortable emotions, but it wasn’t working. The girl stared
at him, but said nothing as a dark haired woman rushed toward her.

“Sweeting, are you ok?” The woman swept the girl up into her arms. “I got here
as fast as I could. I can’t believe you did that. I thought I told you not to
climb that tree.”

She put the girl back down and looked her over, grabbing her head and looking
for a sign of injury. “Aren’t you hurt at all? I saw you falling from the
window upstairs.”

The girl shook her head too quickly, like she was still in shock.

“Come on back to the house,” the pinch-faced woman snapped, ushering the little
girl away.

The girl yanked her hand free of the woman’s grasp and rushed back to Gareth.
She placed an object in his hand and kissed his cheek.

“You were amazing,” she whispered and turned back to the woman who called out
her name.

Gareth’s cheeks burned. What did the woman say the girl’s name was? He didn’t
hear with the blood rushing to his ear drums. Jessie? Jenny?

The woman scolded the girl as she returned to her. “What did you do? Where are
your manners? You don’t talk to cripples. Best to act like you don’t see them
at all.”

The words struck Gareth like a bucket of cold water. But he let it slide off
him as he thought about the fact that he had flown. He watched after the girl
as her dark eyes stared back. His mind was muddled at what had happened. The
muscles in his face hardened and he glared at the woman’s back as they
retreated.

Shaking his head, he remembered he was supposed to be heading to Mr. Strong’s
house. He pushed on the wheels of his chair down the road again. He’d forgotten
he was holding something, and nearly dropped it. The small, pale blue-green
stone had a few dark wrinkles, but almost looked like a robin’s egg. He put it
to his nose. Flowers. It smelled just like the girl.

Gareth was so caught up in staring at how tiny the stone was in his palm, he’d
forgotten all about Mr. Strong until the man called, “Master Tristan, what are
you doing out here? You were to report to my house a quarter of an hour ago.”

“I prefer Gareth.” He narrowed his eyes at the pale, feeble man.

Mr. Strong ran a hand through his thin blond hair and smiled, his lips forming
a thin line. “Yes, of course.”

Mr. Strong placed himself behind Gareth’s chair and pushed down the lane. “I
have an excellent plan for your studies today. I see you’ve brought no supplies
from your home, but no matter, I have plenty of paper and pens to practice your
lettering…”

Gareth rolled his eyes, knowing Mr. Strong couldn’t see. The man’s cheerful
babble continued as he pushed them towards the house past the inn. The stone
rolled between Gareth’s fingers, and he remembered the feeling of the girl’s
lips on his cheek.

Saturday, May 25, 2013

I am beyond excited to have Gracen on my blog today. I absolutely love and adore her. In fact me along with other ladies who love her call her Momma Hellhound. Today she is talking about her erotic book Taboo Kisses which if you haven't read it yet, What are you waiting for?! Gracen's books are so good I completely lose myself in the story and characters. So let's get started by letting Gracen take over. Don't forget to tell Gracen Thank You for the giveaway she added just for you all.

Take Over:

Thanks to Sabrina Ford for hosting me today!

Sex scenes…anyone that tells you they’re easy to write, I
don’t buy it. I spend more time rewriting and fiddling with my sex scenes than
I do with any other scene in a book. Why? Because they can either be hot or
they’re not! And in a romance, I think they’re critical.

I approach a sex scene with the mindset that the reader
must feel everything the characters do. I want you to live in the moment,
breathe in all the scents, and experience ever nuance and caress as if you are
in the scene.

If he’s tugging down her panties, you should feel her anticipation. I want you to experience the quiver
in your belly right along with her. I
want your palms sweaty and your pulse erratic. By the end, I want the reader
sexed up and panting along with the characters. If done right, reader and
characters alike will need an after-sex-cigarette…if they’re not grabbing their significant other to scratch their
itch. ;-)

But what makes a sex scene flop? Maybe the chemistry
between the characters is flat, no spice or excitement between them. *shrugs*
I’ve read some that were written like manuals, boring and dry. Yeah—dry!
Because that’s what I was when I finished reading the scene.

Unless you’re reading straight erotica without romance,
there should be a little build up to the lovemaking. Something to show why the
characters are attracted to one another and if they have attributes that you
find attractive, well that’s even better. Romance authors pen fantasies and we
should always give—or try to give—our reader the hottest fantasy we can dream
up. Sex is hot in real life—I hope it is for you anyway—and it should be
smoldering in between the pages, which is what I tried to give you in Taboo
Kisses.

Dispatched
to the mortal realm from Atlantis to seek the source of a brewing rebellion,
Sameya is thrown for a tailspin when she discovers her fated mates. As a siren her songs entice mankind and
immortals alike to their death. She’s stunned to be seduced by a taboo union
with a tiger-shifter and vampyr. Mating the pair could complicate everything
and threaten her freedom. Fueled by her duty to Atlantis, Sameya rejects fate’s
wisdom and refutes her attraction to the men.

Taboo Kisses…when the
forbidden becomes irresistible.

Gabriel and
Maximus have been searching for their mate for centuries. Neither expected the
siren they were hired to find would deliver more than a lucrative payday.
Frustrated by Sameya’s aversion to their mating, the men anticipate an empty
future if she refuses to complete their union. In a rash move Maximus seizes
Sameya and holds her captive.

Taboo
Kisses…when the siren is serenaded with temptation.

Trapped and at their mercy, Sameya is
bombarded with pleasure. Can her mates convince her to take a gamble on their
taboo union? With danger lurking in the shadows, will the choice be taken from
her?

Excerpt:

Empress’ delights, she disliked the
jumbled way he made her feel. Confused one moment and aroused the next. “What
is your name?”

“Call me mate.”

Her breathing died, then escalated. She
forced a lame-ass sounding laugh past her lips. “Don’t get cocky. I’m not into
leeches.”

“Don’t disqualify me from the running.”
He sidled closer, aligning his body against hers once more, but maintaining
space with his palms on the mausoleum on either side of her head. “Not when
Gabriel and I haven’t had the gratification of making you come…yet.”

She gasped, her eyes rounding at his
foregone conclusion. “Better men than you have tried.”

“None of them were your mates.”

“Wait! Mates? As in plural?” She
flattened her hands against his chest to push him away, but forgot to add
pressure. The hard contours of his body fascinated her more than was practical.
“That’s…insane.” But gods the idea fascinated her. “Sirens don’t partner
outside our race and we certainly don’t have more than one partner.”

Sameya didn’t realize she spoke the
thought aloud until the vampyr thrust both his hands into her hair. After he
had her anchored into position, he shifted closer, widening his stride to fit
her pelvis between his legs. His hard-on nestled against her abdomen as he
tilted her head back by her hair.

“No more insane than a vampyr mating a
shifter.” His mouth landed on hers. He nibbled on her bottom lip, licked the
corners and crease. Distracted by the exhilarating sensations, she was
unprepared to counteract his move when he placed the pad of his thumb against
her chin and tugged, parting her lips for his tongue to thrust inside.

Friday, May 24, 2013

When I got asked if I wanted to participate in this tour I jumped at the chance. I love Mythology and then Sexy Greek Gods get thrown in I was so excited and I was not disappointed. So let's get started by meeting the author Jenna.

Jennie Bentley is the author of the New York
Times bestselling Do-It-Yourself Home Renovation mysteries from Berkley Prime
Crime, while Jenna Bennett writes the USA Today bestselling
Cutthroat Business mysteries for her own gratification. Jenna is also the
author of various forms of romance, from contemporary to futuristic, and
from paranormal to romantic suspense, including the award-winning Fortune's
Hero, first in the Soldiers of Fortune series, and winner of a 2012 SFR
Galaxy award for best Enemies to Lovers story.

A former Realtor® and renovator and current full-time author, Jenna/Jennie
lives in Nashville, Tennessee, with a husband, two kids, an African
dwarf frog, a goldfish, and a hyper-active dog. Originally
from Norway, she has spent more than twenty years in the US and still
hasn’t been able to kick her native accent.

Being the Greek god of love doesn’t mean you
believe—or want—anything to do with that sappy emotion. Sure, Eros runs his
matchmaking business, Made in Heaven, but finding his own love has never been
part of the equation. When he spots the sweet baker who works across the
street, he vows to match her with someone else before she stirs his sullen
heart.

Annie Landon has given up on finding Mr. Right. What she needs is Mr. Right
Here, Right Now, and this so-called “Greek God” she’s heard is on the rebound
sounds like the perfect kind of distraction. But picking up the bitter
workaholic is easier said than done… especially when he seems unreasonably
determined to match her with someone else.

Can a woman looking for love—and the matchmaking god who wants her to find it
with someone who isn’t him—have a shot at a happy ending? May the best god—or
mortal—win.

My Review:

Romance, humor, and Sexy Gods from Greek Mythology sign me
up.

Annie has given up on finding Mr. Right instead she will
settle for Mr. Right now so she goes out to the bar dressed all sexy to find
him. But what she ends up finding is a bar full of Gods and Goddess and humans.
But one God catches her eye the God of Love Eros himself but trying to snag him
is easy said then done. Eros has sworn off women all together after his wife
left him a long time ago. But when Annie is hurt by Harry they guy Eros tells
her to talk to at the bar, Eros walks her home but what happens next catches
them both of guard.

I so enjoyed this story filled with Sexy Gods Eros and Dion.
The Goddess Ari and Brita are just as great. But Annie and Eros really made the
story for me. I just fell in love with the characters and the struggles they go
through. I really connected with Annie and all her doubts about herself it
really hit home with me but where she finds faults Eros sees nothing but Beauty
when he sees Annie. I am really hoping that we will get more of Dion and Ari in
the next book. I know there is more story with them. 4/5 Bloody Fangs

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Leigh Hershkovich’s writing career began
almost at infancy. Born and raised in The City by the Bay, Leigh was never seen
without a pen and paper by her side, and was never without a story to share.
With her vivid imagination and sharp writing tactics, she has taken the world
by storm twice over. Now, with her debut novel Shattered Illusions, readers will get a first time glimpse into her
first full fiction attempt.

An avid reader,
accomplished pianist, passionate scholar of the language and the arts, Leigh
currently resides in New York with her imagination.

You can learn more about Leigh and the world of Shattered Illusions by visiting her website, herblogor
by following her on Facebook. Shattered Illusions can also be found on Goodreads.

When Sam, a
propietor of a local cafe is shot dead on the street, four strangers become the
unwitting witnesses to a seemingly accidental crime. As the investigation
progresses, this quartest of accidental onlookers find themselves not only
haunted by the homicide, but pursued by their own pasts.

The deeper into the
death they plunge, each is forced to face to face that the loss of Sam is far
from their most devastating. Inner anguish reaches a climax point for Ella,
Marco, Sarah and Danny as the answers they want continue to elude them, and the
evidence they want to escape refuses to retreat.​​​

Excerpt:

I WANT
TO LIVE. Give me a chance. I promise I will do better this time around. I’ll
try harder. Bring me back to life, and I’ll make it worth your while. I know
that I threw away my chances before, but this time things will be different. I
have a chance now to make amends for everything I did wrong. I need more time.

I want to wake up tomorrow and be
someone new. I want to speak with words of love to the world that forgot about
me. I’m not as angry as I was be- fore; I have been hit by a rushing stream of
calm and tranquility.

I feel something is changing—the
light of truth bursting through the win- dow, daylight approaching, and with
it, the dawn of a new life. I am losing my mind. My heart is freezing over. My
brain has turned to mush.

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Deb Caletti is an award-winning author and a National Book Award
finalist whose books are published and translated worldwide. Her first novel
was The Queen of Everything (Simon & Schuster, 2002),of which a starred
review in Publisher’s Weekly proclaimed: “This marks Caletti as a writer to
watch.” Although written for adults, its coming-of-age themes gained it acclaim
as a Y/A book. It made the cover of the esteemed review journal The Bulletin
for the Center of Children’s Books (the first trade book to do so in the journal’s
history), and then was chosen for PSLA’s Top Forty of 2003 and the
International Reading Association’s Young Adult Choices for 2004. It is
currently in its thirteenth printing.

Deb’s second book, Honey, Baby, Sweetheart, was a finalist for the National
Book Award. Kirkus called it, “tender and poetic,” and the book earned other
distinguished recognition, including the PNBA Best Book Award, the Washington
State Book Award, and School Library Journal’s Best Book award. It was a
finalist for the California Young Reader Medal and the PEN USA Literary Award,
and was also a 2005 IRA Notable Book, an SSLI Book Awards Honor Book, and made
the New York Public Library’s Best Books for the Teen Age, Chicago Library’s
Best Books of 2004, and the Texas TAYSHA’s list. Her third book, Wild Roses,
won acclaim with starred reviews in Publisher’s Weekly, which deemed it,
“rich,” and School Library Journal, which said the book was “multifaceted and
emotionally devastating,” with “profound observations and vivid language.” It
was a finalist for the Washington State Book Award and was chosen as a New York
Public Library Book for the Teen Age and a RT Book Club Magazine’s finalist for
Best Y/A Book of 2005. The Nature of Jade was a summer 2007 Booksense pick, a
Books A Million Book Club selection, and was a finalist for RT Magazine’s Best
Y/A Book of the Year.

Her fifth book, The Fortunes of Indigo Skye, was released April 2008, followed
by The Secret Life of Prince Charming in 2009, The Six Rules of Maybe in 2010,
Stay in 2011, and The Story of Us in 2012. In addition, several anthologies
include work by Deb, including “First Kiss, Then Tell,” a Bloomsbury anthology
benefiting NPR Youth Radio, and two collections of non-fiction critical essays
developed by Borders Books: “The World of the Golden Compass” and “Through the
Wardrobe: Your Favorite Authors on C.S. Lewis’s Chronicles of Narnia.” In 2013,
Deb’s first book for adults, He’s Gone, will be released from Random House.

Deb grew up in the San Francisco Bay area and earned her journalism degree from
the University of Washington in Seattle. When Deb is not writing books or
reading them, she is a painter and a lyricist, and speaks widely to audiences
on writing and life as an author. Deb lives with her family in Seattle.

The Sunday morning starts like any other, aside
from the slight hangover. Dani Keller wakes up on her Seattle houseboat, a
headache building behind her eyes from the wine she drank at a party the night
before. But on this particular Sunday morning, she’s surprised to see that her
husband, Ian, is not home. As the hours pass, Dani fills her day with small
things. But still, Ian does not return. Irritation shifts to worry, worry
slides almost imperceptibly into panic. And then, like a relentless blackness,
the terrible realization hits Dani: He’s gone.

As the police work methodically through all the
logical explanations—he’s hurt, he’s run off, he’s been killed—Dani searches
frantically for a clue as to whether Ian is in fact dead or alive. And, slowly,
she unpacks their relationship, holding each moment up to the light: from its
intense, adulterous beginning, to the grandeur of their new love, to the
difficulties of forever. She examines all the sins she can—and cannot—remember.
As the days pass, Dani will plumb the depths of her conscience, turning over
and revealing the darkest of her secrets in order to discover the hard
truth—about herself, her husband, and their lives together.

My Review:

Dani wakes up to find her husband gone. She thinks he is out for coffee or has gotten held up by visiting a friend but as the day goes she knows something worse has happen to him. She finds his car and the only things missing are his phone, wallet, and the clothes he had on the day before. Dani doesn’t know if he’s been in an accident, left her, or worse.

This book has left me with mixed emotions. Deb’s writing is so good and she writes her characters so well. We really feel all off Dani’s emotions as she is going through her marriage trying to figure out everything and just what happened to her husband. It takes an emotional toll on not only her but the reader as well. I keep thinking I had it figured out what had happened but it still got me when Dani figures it out.

This isn’t as much as a mystery book to me as a look through Dani’s life through her own eyes. I am looking forward to reading more adult books from Deb in the future. 4/5 Bloody Fangs

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